Hush

The air, the silence is heavy today.
As if the cosmos is waiting, just waiting...
for something

The air is still
The birds are still
The bugs are still

Even the neighbors are quiet
And the traffic is practically non-existent.

And so we wait.
The grey sky,
The green trees,
The brown and black and golden pets,
The denim-clad children,
The hubby and me.

We wait.

Sh.